Chapter 5 Douluo Novice Village
Lingmo's sudden appearance was undoubtedly a huge blow to Tang San. His biggest secret had been known by Lingmo, but he could do nothing about him.
On... an enemy who knows you better than you do, what can you do to deal with him?
But Lingmo meant that they were not enemies! Since they were not enemies, they were friends, right?
Was it also an indirect admission that he was also a Tang Sect disciple?
Tang San wanted to ask this question, but Lingmo didn't say a word. No matter how he asked, he refused to say anything, so he had to give up.
Through this contact, he roughly understood that the six-year-old kid in front of him was definitely not a real kid. Maybe he was also a time traveler like him.
Because his character and behavior were too mature, it was not what a six-year-old child should have.
"Then you should tell me your name, right?"
Tang San said helplessly. This guy in front of him was really difficult.
"My name is Lingmo, from the Daoxiang Village next door! Since we didn't decide the winner just now, the bet is void. You can call me Lingmo, or Xiaomo! I'll call you Xiaosan..."
"Uh..."
Are you so familiar? But why does the name Xiaosan sound so harsh?
Finally, you became someone else's Xiaosan!
After talking with Tang San for a long time, Tang San suddenly remembered a very important thing and got angry.
"Oh no! There's porridge at home..."
When going up the mountain, Tang San habitually cooked porridge and drank it after training. Now because of Lingmo's appearance, he stayed on the mountain for so long. Wouldn't the porridge be mushy?
Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't sit still, "I want to go back, let's talk another day..."
"Hey, don't worry!"
Lingmo was still hungry. This... just found a good food coupon, how could he let it go.
"Do you have anything else to do?"
Tang San was about to leave, but was pulled by Lingmo, and couldn't help but wonder.
"Ahem... don't you want to invite your good friends to your house?"
Lingmo didn't care about his face in order to eat and drink for free. Tang San didn't ask for it, so he had to ask for it himself.
"Uh... my house is very simple, there is nothing to eat, this is not good!"
When Tang San thought of the bare house, his face was a little embarrassed. How could he invite friends...
"It's okay, no matter how poor you are, you are not as poor as me! You don't know, in our village, I live in a tree, and I don't even have a decent house..."
When this matter was mentioned, Lingmo felt embarrassed. In terms of poverty, Lingmo is definitely poorer than Tang San. At least he has a blacksmith and drunkard in his family.
There is no one in his family. He relies on the help of the villagers and Lingmo's cheating to survive to the age of six. It's a difficult life.
Lingmo has grown up, but he still doesn't know what money looks like in this world...
"It's okay! But I'll tell you first, my dad has a bad temper, don't talk nonsense later..."
Thinking of his alcoholic father at home, Tang San was also very worried, fearing that Lingmo would anger Tang Hao, and then it would be bad.
"Oh! What are you hesitating about? Don't worry, let's go quickly, lead the way, I'm almost starving..."
Lingmo had eaten two grilled fish in the morning, and hadn't drunk a drop of water. He was already starving. He originally wanted to trick the child into stealing a chicken, but he didn't expect that he didn't steal the chicken and almost got himself into trouble.
Fortunately, he ran fast, but that guy would never give up, and cheated people every day.
Seeing Lingmo so determined, Tang San didn't feel embarrassed to refuse, and led the way directly.
Since learning that Lingmo mastered the unique skills of the Tang Sect, Tang San has relaxed his guard against him and has an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
Maybe they are the same kind of people, so they have a resonance in their hearts.
Following Tang San to the Holy Soul Village, Lingmo finally saw the legendary Douluo Novice Village with his own eyes.
The Holy Soul Village can almost be said to be a transit station for time travelers. Almost every particularly powerful time traveler has walked out of the Holy Soul Village.
Either Tang San's younger brother, older brother, or neighbor, they force a relationship in various ways.
I don't know what kind of abuse Tang Hao did back then. He obviously only has one son, but suddenly there are so many people who claim to be his father!
Maybe he himself is a little confused. I obviously only have one son, why are you calling me nonsense...
"Tsk tsk, so the legendary Douluo Novice Village looks like this..."
Although it is next door, Lingmo has never been to the Holy Soul Village. This time is the first time to come to the Holy Soul Village.
At this glance, it is not as beautiful as the Rice Fragrance Village. Unlike the Rice Fragrance Village, this Holy Soul Village is full of blue silver grass, growing everywhere.
No wonder Tang Hao chose to settle here, it seems that there are so many blue silver grasses!
"Is this your home?"
The small shabby house next to the big tree didn't look much better than Lingmo's tree house, just a little bigger.
"Yes! This is my home, it may be a little shabby, but it's barely habitable..."
Tang San was a little embarrassed, there was nothing he could do, even if he wanted to renovate it, he didn't have the money.
"It's OK! Much better than my little tree house…"
Following Tang San into his house, the darker room inside caught Lingmo's attention. If he guessed correctly, the person sleeping inside should be Tang Hao, right?
"As expected of a drunkard! Still not awake at this time…"
Lingmo didn't want to provoke that drunkard. That guy even dared to hit the Pope. Anyone who provokes him is an idiot…
"You sit here first. I'll go see how the porridge is…"
As he said that, Tang San went to tinker with the porridge he cooked. It has been cooked for so long, it should be cooked well, right?
Having nothing to do, Lingmo followed him and found that although this guy is capable, the things he cooks are really not good.
"Fuck, what did you cook, is it porridge?"
There was nothing in the porridge, not even a grain of rice, it was all water. Lingmo felt it was ugly just looking at it.
"Alright, alright! "You get out of the way, watch me..."
Tang San's family is not reliable, too poor! There is not even rice to cook porridge...
Moreover, Lingmo is not good at cooking. In order to fill his stomach, Lingmo decided to do a big job.
"What are you going to do?"
Tang San was puzzled. Seeing Lingmo busying around, he didn't look like an outsider at all, but like a master.
"Cook porridge, you go outside and pick some mushrooms! It just rained yesterday, there should be a lot of mushrooms in the grove..."
Inviting Tang San to go out and pick mushrooms, Lingmo has already started to go and wander directly to the Holy Spirit Village.
It didn't take long before he came back with a bag of rice, which made Tang San confused. What does this guy do? Where did the rice come from?
When it comes to cheating, Lingmo is definitely an expert in this area. To get a bag of rice, you just need to use your brain and you can get it.
It's just that I don't know if the kid's father will beat him to death when he goes home. This is none of Lingmo's business. Fill your stomach first.
"Today, I'll let you know what it means to cook porridge... People say that if you live by the mountain, you can eat the mountain; if you live by the water, you can eat the water. You should know how to use resources reasonably. The resources in the back mountain are so good, why don't you think of making good use of them? You only eat this thin porridge every day, and you are so skinny..."
In terms of cultivation, Tang San is definitely a genius, but in terms of life, he is quite poor! He is bound by the existing resources and does not know how to use the resources in other places.
This may be because he has been in the Tang Sect for many years and has no chance to go out, so he does not understand these things. After washing the rice and putting it in the pot, Lingmo went out again, and Tang San was more and more confused about what he wanted to do.
Look... Just over ten minutes later, he ran back carrying a wild boar.
"Quick, quick, bring the knife, I'm going to kill a lot today..."
Tang San was completely confused! Is this guy a god? Why does he feel that he has lived in vain all these years? Every day is either thin porridge or thin porridge, and when this guy comes, it's either pork or rice.
No wonder, Tang San is an honest man, how could he do such a cheating thing.
"Today, I'll let you taste my cooking skills and make you a mushroom stewed meat porridge..."
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